“Wait Master… Do I really have to call you that when we’re alone? Let’s take a look at this rather handsome goat here… I must say the resemblance is striking…”
Wy think you virrah match!
“It’s as if he understands… Is that possible?”
Bit, I doo, I inderstand uvrytheeng! By theeway My lyk de look uv ur coot, real toasty — wid go gud wid clowber.
“Ooh, down Goat… No chewing – this is a Versace Angora… Here have a few of these…”
Pshaw! Doze pallets are drier dan Andy Sand Ant on Pototo Nicktar
“I don’t think he likes them….”
Genies! Now go tell doze hemans wot tried stucking dem tru myn teef!
“Be careful of that one Madam, he bites…”
“Do you bite? Oh look, he’s nodding… Oo’s a clever widdle goatie-woatie?”
Just trow dem pallets mine way, I’ll ett dem lader, dey go gud wid browned flowders.
“He’s got such soft floppy ears… you’re a real sweetie, aren’t you? You’ll do just nicely…”
I don’t mind your deckilit paws, but keep doze goat sausages hanging off your monkey’s away… baaah… baaah
“I don’t think he likes you much…”
“Yeah? Stupid animal, can barely think straight with those cubic eyes… I’ll meet you over there… Hurry”
If is he gittin u heman fud to share? I culd mebe underlook his goatfists den.
Hey laydee, cooom baaak…
“Bye goat, it’s time for me to go… I’ll see you at the barbecue next weekend…”
Where is de barbie queue, is dat where dem heman fuds be made, I ullus wanted to go wen dey hemans talk, how will I know what it is?
“Oh, don’t look at me like that with those big weird eyes…”
Who dem werd eyes you say, you wit dat big block head filling up my skies…
“I won’t eat you, I’m a vegetarian…”
Say wat? Ett me? You no ett me? And dere I tawted we had a friend… gimme your coot…
“Just joshing of course, you’re the guest of honour…”
I’d baaa delighted bud sounds ghastly, I’ma gedding outta here, slowly… widout a fuzz.
“You can’t escape…”
You inderstand uvrytheeng I be saying?
“Of course I can silly, I’m the Rani, I’ve been harvesting your brain fluid all this time… Muahahahaha”
“Madam please come away from the goat… he doesn’t look happy…”
“What? He started it…”
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